Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Taiwan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Be Bop Deluxe to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Suicide,
Lyres,
Deakin,
The Velvet Underground,
Peter and Kerry,
Mo-Dettes,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Monochrome Set,
Ohio Players,
Matthew Bourne,
Stiv Bators,
Metal Thangz,
Mantronix,
Duran Duran,
Ten City,
The Buckinghams,
Pantytec,
The Associates,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tomorrow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marvin Gaye,
Yazoo,
The Electric Prunes,
The Move,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stereo Dub,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bluetip,
FM Einheit,
Lakeside,
10cc,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hasil Adkins,
D'Angelo,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
LL Cool J,
Electric Prunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rites of Spring,
The Fuzztones,
Sun City Girls,
Gang Starr,
Massinfluence,
X-102,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
cv313,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
ABBA,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.